A/N- Hey guys. Yes, I'm back. Sorry, I know I'm supposed to be drowning you in chapters to read, but the truth is, I'm so lazy, it's not even funny. But here's a short one and I hope you enjoy it. It's not that funny but, I wanted to post and live on the reviews it brings in *wink wink*. So yeah. Hope you love. Please read and review. Until next time -Aria

Chapter 6

Sakura awoke with a jolt a few hours later as the raindrops splashed mercilessly on her face. She gasped as she tried to get up only to find that an arm across her middle restricted her movement. Not wanting to dwell on the fact that the Itachi Uchiha had his arm around her waist and was hugging her while she slept, lest she pass out from blushing too much, she tried to wiggle out of the embrace before she woke him up and had to deal with an awkward situation.

'Who knew the great Itachi Uchiha was a secret coddler,' she wondered as she struggled a little longer. Huffing, she gave up and followed the arm to find a still unconscious Itachi trying to curl up and hide from the rain.

'What a sight! An Uchiha acting like a little boy not wanting to wake up,' she squealed internally.

"Oh, you silly fellow. Wake up. You're going to get soaked. Get up! You're ruining my dress," she sighed, pushing the half asleep Itachi.

Luckily, a rain drop decided to splash its way into Itachi's ear and he awoke fully; a gasping, spluttering mess.

"Oh."

"Yah, 'oh,'" she said sarcastically.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Run towards shelter. To the house," he announced in a dramatic voice.

Despite herself, she giggled.

"Sure, race ya," she challenged.

"Never a good idea," he shouted as they took off at a sprint.

"Why," she yelled back.

He didn't answer her until they reached the front of the mansion.

He slammed his hand on the front door and leaned against it.

"Because I always win," he panted, eyes glistening in triumph.

Suddenly, the door opened and Itachi went crashing down to the floor.

Sakura started laughing hysterically, while the butler stammered profuse apologies while helping a dazed looking Itachi up.

"Tripping over your own ego, boss?" she snickered.

"Be quiet."

He turned to the butler. "Prepare a guest room, and send two maids."

The butler replied with a bow and left. They stripped off their wet coats as two maids came scurrying in.

"Show my guest to her room and help her out of her wet attire."

"Yes sir," they replied simultaneously, bowing.

"Wait, but what am I going to wear to sleep? I don't have extra clothes," Sakura protested.

"I'm sure one of the maids would be happy to lend you night apparel," Itachi said, looking at the two maids.

"Of course, sir," one said.

"This way Miss," the other one said as she ushered her though a doorway.

The maids silently urged her out of the room and down a hallway. Sakura hardly had a chance to look around as the maids swiftly led her in twists and turns, up a flight of stairs, past doors and corridors. Finally, they stopped at a door which took both maids to push it open. Once Sakura was able to fully grasp what exactly she was looking at, her eyes widened in absolute shock.

"Holy cow!"

The room was huge! It was as if a room from the Elizabethan time had jumped out of a movie and landed in Itachi's house, with all modern amendments of course.

"It's beautiful."

"Yes Miss," one of the maids replied shyly.

"Please, not Miss. I'm just Sakura."

"But-"

"Just Sakura," she insisted.

"Alright, Sakura."

Sakura smiled and took her first look at the two shy maids. They both had fair hair that was put up under their maid caps.

"You're twins."

"Yes Mi-Sakura," the other replied. "I'm Aiko and this is my sister Aika."

"It's wonderful to meet you," she smiled sincerely.

She looked blank for a moment then suddenly, "Achoo!"

"I'm so sorry," Sakura apologized.

"It's no problem. But, oh dear, we simply must get you out of those clothes immediately and then into a hot bath," remarked Aika.

"Oh, it's fine. I can do it," Sakura insisted.

"But Miss-"

Akio protest was cut short.

"Sakura," she reminded firmly.

"My apologies, Sakura. But please, allow us to assist you," said Akio.

"Look, I'm grateful. Really, I am. But I can manage. I prefer to do things on my own. I'm not an invalid. I would however, appreciate if you could please get me some clothes."

"Alright. If you insist. I'll go and fetch you some clothes," agreed Aiko.

"Sakura, if you would please leave your wet clothes outside the bathroom door, I'll see to it that they are washed pressed and readied for you tomorrow," said Aika

"Thank you. I'll be sure to do that."

She smiled as the two exited her room and then proceeded to search for the bathroom. She walked through the nearest door, which, thankfully, was the bathroom and once again gasped in astonishment. It was white and blue and there was glass chandeliers dropping from the roof. There were chimes in the shape of snowflakes and ice drops. All in all, it looked like glass and ice. The Jacuzzi was already being filled with steaming water and bubbles.

Two seconds later, she sighed, "Figures. Everything about these freaking Uchihas screams money. Even their goddamn toilet," she added sarcastically. "Might as well enjoy it while I can," she remarked as she stripped out of her wet clothes. She bundled her wet clothes and left them outside of the door as Aika requested.

A few minutes later, she sighed as she lowered her aching body into the soothing warm water. She spent thirty enjoyable minutes in the warm water. She stepped out of the bathroom and noticed her wet clothes gone and fresh clothes on the bed. Slipping into cotton pyjama pants and a tank top, she padded out barefoot in search of her maids or Itachi.

Stepping out of her room, she slammed straight into Itachi who was about to knock on her door. She rubbed her nose that had slammed into Itachi's chest. Getting a good look at him, she had to fight the blush blooming on her cheeks.

'God! Itachi was ripped!'

Even though the black shirt he wore was meant to cover bare skin, it did nothing to conceal the outline of his muscles. The shirt draped nicely over washboard abs and was fitted over his firm biceps. Though he had obvious muscles, it wasn't as though he was bulky. It was a lean sort of strength. He wore simple black pyjama pants and his feet were also bare.

"Sorry," she stuttered out.

"Was the room to your liking?" he asked courteously.

"Yes, thank you. It's absolutely gorgeous."

He inclined his head slightly.

"And the maids?"

"Very nice."

"If you should need anything, there is a chord in your room. Pull it and the maids shall be there to assist you. If you need me, my room is right across from yours," he informed her.

She peered behind him and saw a grand, solid oak door slightly ajar.

"Thank you, but I'll be fine," she smiled.

"If that is all, I'll let you be. Good night Sakura."

"Good night Itachi."

He turned and entered his room, shutting the door behind him.

"Well, he certainly changes moods like the winds," she muttered.

She returned to her room and crawled under the covers of the marshmallow-soft bed. She groaned as she remembered that her first official day on the job was tomorrow.

"Oh well. I'm at my boss's house. If I'm late, it'll be his fault," she snickered.

Then she laughed in disbelief. "I'm at my boss's house. In his house! Lord, I haven't even actually worked for the man yet and I'm already visiting his house. This situation is so weird! I better get some sleep. First day on the job is bound to be tough," she thought, already drifting off to sleep.

A/N – So, how was it? Please drop a review. -Aria